Panadol Blues
Your phone bounced my call again so I might move home instead
Chasing cows and roaming lands instead of you in my bed
All these thoughts bouncing around my little bush boy head
Leave me wondering if I ain't already dead
And if I can't get out of this town it'll swallow me like pills
Like the same ones they tried to give me when I was playing in the hills
And if I ain't on MDMA they'll laugh me outta town
Won't let that shit knock off my crown
Oh those Panadol blues
Ain't seen the rain in years, probably won't for more
Remember days of January, sleeping at our front door
Listening to that Luke Comb's song 'bout when it rains it pours
It may be dry as hell but I aint ever drank so much Coors
And if I can't get out of this town it'll swallow me like pills
Like the same ones they tried to give me when I was playing in the hills
And if I ain't on MDMA they'll laugh me outta town
Won't let that shit knock off my crown
And if I can't get out of this town it'll swallow me like pills
Like the same ones they tried to give me when I was playing in the hills
And if I ain't on MDMA they'll laugh me outta town
Won't let that shit knock off my crown
Oh those Panadol blues
Chasing cows and roaming lands instead of you in my bed
All these thoughts bouncing around my little bush boy head
Leave me wondering if I ain't already dead
And if I can't get out of this town it'll swallow me like pills
Like the same ones they tried to give me when I was playing in the hills
And if I ain't on MDMA they'll laugh me outta town
Won't let that shit knock off my crown
Oh those Panadol blues
Ain't seen the rain in years, probably won't for more
Remember days of January, sleeping at our front door
Listening to that Luke Comb's song 'bout when it rains it pours
It may be dry as hell but I aint ever drank so much Coors
And if I can't get out of this town it'll swallow me like pills
Like the same ones they tried to give me when I was playing in the hills
And if I ain't on MDMA they'll laugh me outta town
Won't let that shit knock off my crown
And if I can't get out of this town it'll swallow me like pills
Like the same ones they tried to give me when I was playing in the hills
And if I ain't on MDMA they'll laugh me outta town
Won't let that shit knock off my crown
Oh those Panadol blues
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Writer(s): Wade Forster
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